Indigo
I started to see black spots. The hunger was getting to me. "Hold On" I told myself. But a bright light appeared and I drifted into sleep.
Weese
"Boom"
Wonder who that was. I had stayed in my bush for a couple days and I think Gerret died or something. He hadn't returned so that was the only explanation unless he left me. I decided I would finally get out of the bush. I got up and walked around a little to get some movement in my legs. After stretching for 30 minutes I heard a rustle in a bush near me. Knife in my hand I inched closer. A tribute popped out.
Regina
Today I woke up and saw Weese stretching. He started to walk towards me so I jumped at him knife in my hand. He helped and I giggled. Swinging my knife around I managed to hit him in the shoulder but he got me in the chest. We just kept pushing, swinging, and slicing for about five minutes. I was covered in cuts and bruises and so was he. Weese was almost done for, so I charged at him. He dove out of the way and I went running towards the edge of the cliff. I skidded to a halt. Few that was close. Then I felt two hand push me off of the edge. A scream escaped my lips as a fell. But there was a big deep pond at the bottom that kinda broke my fall. I had a broken rib and was awfully hurt but alive. I winced as I climbed out of the pond and sat down at a tree, and fell asleep.
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The 25th Hunger Game
FanfictionYou all know the story of how Katniss saved the day. But 50 years ago there was no savior and the first quarter quell was about to commence.
